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May 01, 2007 01:46

So I'm drunk on two and half bucks of cranberry juice and gin.

Note to self: Gin sucks. Gin is Pinesol. Don't do it.

I have a three page long epic prose that will be sent to someone soon.

I'm sure he really wants to hear more of what I have to say.

I'm sure more of me talking is what he is excited to experience.

I want to call him. Me drunk + Him = not just good, but also comforting times.

This is drivel that no one should read.

Please don't call, unless you want to. This is not me asking/rushing.

I'm drunk. Forgive the melodrama. My face is rutilant, but my shirt is just red.

That's not true. I'm wearing Machree's shirt, and it's grey, pardon my mythomania.
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